welcome to my nightmare

He didn’t know how long she sang for but it wasn’t long enough, he didn’t think it would have ever been long enough. Her lyrics were soft, sweet, and sad. Exactly what he needed to hear after such a terrible nightmare. She sang away the worry and anxiety his waking self took from the dream, and he felt refreshed. The imagery remained with him though, and he couldn’t stop thinking about the faces he lost. They came rushing back as Gypsy quieted, and Indigo both grit his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut. She spoke not long after, her voice barely above a whisper. So much different from the amazing song she had sung for him.

”Yes, thank you, Gypsy.” He didn’t want to let her go, but he felt how uncomfortable she was in his grasp and reluctantly pulled away from her. Indy shook out his mane, and bright eyes fell to the floor. Looking somewhere beyond the furs and pillows. He took in a deep breath and sighed, letting the dream and all its contents leave him. It was easier to cope when he was helping someone else. ”Good morning,” he joked lightly as he yawned. It was getting into early evening now, but he needed the nap after his long trip home. ”Can I do anything for you?” He went on as he stretched his front legs out, lowering his chest nearly to the ground. He stretched liberally before bright blue eyes returned to Gypsy’s features.